Enthralled
--A short featuring a little Hypnosis-inteded content. This is short enough, you should AT LEAST glance through it. I mean, come on. :P *waves magic wand* Now you defintely want to read it! go! now!--
Enthralled
by theonehowl
I look down at my wrist, where an Angry Beavers slap band sits curled around the fur, picturing Daggit and Norbert in various poses. It's quite a fashion item, but the significance is so much more than that. I stare up at the one who just slapped it on me. He grins to me, the kind of grin which holds devilish ideas behind white fangs.
Then those lips move and utter the few words that need to be said. Magical words he pulls me away into the deep twilight. The black is thick behind my eye lids, but the heavy feeling leaves me free and relaxed, so much that it soon feels like floating. This kind of rest doesn't make sense, but feeling like this it doesn't have to.
Then his warm breath is right next to my ear, speaking in a way that wraps me up warmly and keeps me safe. It makes me feel less lonely floating in the darkness and entices me to embrace it back all the more. His words feel so deep and important, so I don't miss a single one of them. They had so many things to say, like; how the band around my wrist isn't just a silly Angry Beavers slap band but an enchanted bracelet designed to put me under his spell, how it makes me do things I normally wouldn't do.
There are the little things: holding the door for him every time, including the car door when I'm the one driving; bringing him his food to the table at the mall; trying on different clothes at his request; dropping him off at work and going around town running his errands, with the added thrill of knowing that it's all for him; picking up a few things off his list and picking him up from work...
I jerk out of my stupor when the band comes free, looking at my bare wrist in wonder and bewilderment. Then up to him, that small cool smile. I notice the bags next to me and run through them curiously. My eyebrow archs when my paw pulls out a bottle of lubricant, an anal plug almost as big as my paw, a baseball-sized gag, blindfold, earphones for the mp3 player I find next, silk rope...
I shiver and look up at him. Now he's grinning. And so easily he snaps that- enchanted bracelet designed to put me under his spell, which makes me do things I normally do now. Things like, kneeling, worshiping, paws behind back, eyes going blind, muzzle lacking speech... time losing scope. It's just another enchanted night as His thrall.